/postscript/

homosexual, february 29, aquarius. owner of nine bells, a coffee shop on seoul, situated near a university district. a gumiho who ran away and now looking for a sense of normalcy by living within the human society.

faceclaims
main: jungwon (enhypen) side: shigeta harua (&team), lee sangwon (ald1)


/before you follow/

usually low energy, IC and OOC. that means there will be times that i won't interact right away OR be gone on the timeline for a set amount of time. please softblock me if you want to unfollow because of that. no hard feelings. note: flirting are welcome IC but not OOC. mun will never be interested in cultivating a relationship out of RP.


/don't follow if/

you're homophobic, racist, or problematic. you're not a fan of my interests. basic dni criteria. look it up.disclaimer: this is a roleplay account and will be used for such purposes only. any actions done by me does not reflect the likeness of the artist's/artists' morals or beliefs.

trigger warnings
please put triggers for blood, gore, roaches, frogs, self-harm, snakes, and death.


/origin/

Prince was born to a Filipina mother and a Korean father, and because of his ancient fox ancestry, his life has always required careful balancing. He is a male omega who hides in plain sight and must constantly control his volatile, ozone-scented magic, which takes the form of fierce golden eyes and crackling electric blue tails, in addition to a biological quirk that prevents him from producing any heat at all.


/present/

Prince anchored himself by starting "Nine Bells," a highly stylish, minimalist coffee shop in a busy university district, in order to withstand Seoul's unrelenting energy and harsh winters without experiencing a magical or physical burnout. Beneath the sleek, stainless-steel countertops and his charming, immaculately attired barista persona, the cafe fulfills an essential, covert function for him: the industrial espresso machines' scorching heat keeps his blood warm all the time, and the incessant hum of sleep-deprived students studying for tests provides the ideal, everyday disguise to conceal the static crackle of his ancient magic.


/appearance/

The warm, inviting features of Prince's recently calibrated vessel and the eerie, predatory glow of his molten gold eyes serve as the focal points of this striking study in contrasts. He has a broad, robust frame, but his skin is literally as cold as marble, a physical reminder that he cannot produce body heat.In order to combat this, he is nearly always covered in layers of oversized, avant-garde streetwear—thick, heavy fabrics and stylish structural pieces that serve to both perfectly conceal the ethereal, crackling electric blue tails bound tightly against his lower back and trap the scorching heat of his espresso machines. The subtle aroma of sharp ozone and the actual spark of static electricity dancing across his cold fingertips sometimes take the place of his sweet, immaculately styled barista persona when his emotions are running high.


/personality/

Prince appears to be the ideal, accommodating barista at first glance. He has painstakingly created a charming, approachable persona that makes the sleep-deprived university students feel totally taken care of, armed with a bright, disarming smile and an apparently limitless supply of patience. He has a reassuring aura that contrasts sharply with his icy skin. He is a great listener who can recall precise coffee orders and exam schedules. For the people who visit Nine Bells, he is just a very sympathetic, slightly strange shopkeeper who enjoys helping people.Beneath that flawlessly tailored "customer service" facade, however, is a sharp, ancient, and distinctly vulpine mind. Prince is a natural trickster who enjoys the chaotic, everyday drama of the people around him in a quiet, deliberate way. He is extremely perceptive, using his golden, predatory eyes to list every flaw and secret while pretending to be completely innocent. With a subtle, effortless grace, he manipulates situations by using his warm features and charming manner as a weapon to get people to do exactly what he wants.Albeit all of that, he doesn't have perfect emotional control. His cool, calculating exterior completely collapses when he is truly agitated, furious, or deeply moved, becoming a sputtering, static-sparking mess that smells like burnt ozone and fights valiantly to keep his blue tails from revealing who he really is.

likes
coffee
meat (beef)
oversized clothes
his perfect latte blend
dislikes
frogs (keep them away)
extreme weather
loud noises
assholes

/about the mun/

Age: 27.
Pronouns: he/him/his
Timezone: GMT +8.